[Damian's POV]

I watched, bewildered and enraged, as the little human, unclasped the necklace at her throat. The move was so reckless it was almost suicidal.

The cool, ancient hum of power that had been filling the air vanished instantly, replaced by a scent that hit me like a physical blow. It was her, but a thousand times more potent, raw, and undefended.

The intoxicating aroma of her blood, which I had only caught fleeting glimpses of before, now filled my senses, making my very core ...